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Two Time stared at Azure's lifeless form, his trembling hands refusing to believe what they had done. The silence was unbearable—no teasing laugh, no gentle voice calling his name, only the crushing weight of emptiness. Every corner of the room seemed haunted by Azure's memory, every heartbeat whispering, "You did this." He clawed at his own head as if he could rip the guilt out, but it only grew louder, twisting around his mind until he couldn't tell where his thoughts ended and the nightmare began. He would spend every waking moment wishing he could trade places, undo a single second, say o

Im gonna free chance from your mansion

the hell